Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter; JK Rowling does. But I do own any characters I made and the story plot.

Chapter 5

Bam.

Lily had expected to wake up alone. She had awaken up alone for the last two weeks. The drapes were pulled open wide, painting the room in light. She glanced over her shoulder; his side of the bed remained untouched, again.

Bam.

She turned over quickly to face the bathroom. He walked through the door; he was rubbing a towel through his hair. Lily's gaze fell down his body. His broad, muscular torso was pale; he wore a towel loosely around his waist. This was the most she had seen of him; he was always fully dress when he would come in quickly to grab something from his desk and leave. Lily had tried more than once to open the desk after he left, but it would never budge against her grip.

With his back to Lily, she could see the deep, long scars along his back. The longest started at his right shoulder and disappeared under the towel. Lily had seen those scars on one of the victims they had saved from the Ministry. He had been whipped, repeatedly. Lily looked around the room; a breakfast tray had been placed on a table sitting in front of the window. He disappeared inside the closet on the other side of the room.

Lily slid out from the coverlet quietly and went over to the tray. She glanced over at him; he was still looking through the closet. She reached down and grasped the utensil in her hand tightly. She strode towards him with silent steps, raising her hand; she jumped forward.

Lily watched as his hand flew out behind himself and grabbed her hand. He turned around and grabbed both of her hands in his own. He pulled her against himself, wrapping her arms to cross in front of herself. His breath trickled against her earlobe as he let out a laugh.

"A fork? You're going to have to try harder than that, Sweetheart." He chuckled as his fingers wrestled the fork from her grasp.

"Let…go…of…me…" Lily cried as she fought against him.

"I promise to let go of you, if you promise not to do anything stupid again. Now, be a good girl and go and eat breakfast—"

"No."

"Or you can help me get dressed." He gave Lily a nudge forward as he released her wrist. Lily walked over to the breakfast tray. He had already removed the knife. She sat down with a sigh of annoyance. She glanced up waiting to see him gloat, but he had already closed the closet door behind himself.

Lily had encountered only Pippa and Scorpius since her first night here. If they had plans to use her for something; they weren't in any hurry to do so. The two weeks had felt like months as she wasted time in Scorpius' room. He was very different this morning, almost giddy as he had teased her a few moments ago. This morning was a different Scorpius than the first night she met him.

He stopped at the end of the hall at the last door. The door handle under his hand glowed a soft yellow as the charm recognized his hand. He gestured Lily in to the room in front of him. She glanced around the room. It was the room that she had gotten ready in.

The door closed with a quiet click. Lily turned around to face him once more. He was looking Lily over once more; this time his eyes were slower and more calculating. He sighed as he ran a hand against his tried face.

"Well this certainly changes things."

She remained quiet as he walked over to the fireplace. He braced himself against the mantle as he let out a string of curses to himself. Just as Lily's legs were growing numb from standing so still, he turned around towards her.

"You are going to remain in here. Don't leave this room under any circumstances." He walked towards the door and was half way out before he paused and glanced back at Lily.

"Make yourself com-" He paused; he grew still as he realized how ridiculous that sounded to himself and Lily. "Well, um, use what you need."

The door clicked, leaving Lily alone for the rest of the night.

Lily had been alone every night since.

Her thoughts were cut short as he walked about of the closet and towards the tray; he took a piece of toast. He now wore a pair of black suit and black dress shoes. He stood there watching Lily as she continued to eat everything on her plate.

"I will be gone for the day." Scorpius stated, breaking the silence.

"And I care beca—"

"I will be back later tonight. We have things we need to talk about."

He walked around the table; he braced himself against the table and Lily's chair as he bowed over her. A fork clanked onto the table in front of Lily. She swallowed a shaky breath as he whispered against her ear.

"There are worse things than being trapped in here, Sweetheart. Next time I won't be so kind."

She listened to his steps as they grew quieter and then a door closed. She let out a sob as she pulled her knees up to her chest. So much had happened within the past few weeks. She wondered where her family was.

Were they safe?

Lily was startled by the quiet whisper that sounded.

"It's all right Miss Potter."

"What?" Lily mumbled as she pulled her face away from her knees. Pippa was standing next to her, grasping her hands together.

"Pippa has brought Miss Potter's clothes." Pippa said as she walked towards the bed. Lily let her legs fall to the ground; she stood up on numb legs and followed the small House Elf. On the bed was a green shirt and trousers.

"Young Master Malfoy told Pippa to prepare a bath for Miss Potter."

The House Elf gathered the clothes off the bed and walked towards the bathroom. Lily followed her. Pippa placed the clothes on the counter and walked over to the tub. She waved her hand in the air. Water poured out of the faucet on the edge of the tub's rim.

"When you're ready, Miss Potter," Pippa called. Lily walked over and removed her bed clothes; she slid into the tub and relaxed into the water.

"Is Miss Potter all right? Should Pippa changed the—"

"I'm fine, Pippa." Lily whispered, smiling up at Pippa. "Thank you."

Lily spent nearly an hour in the tub. Her skin was wrinkled and soft. Pippa had ran around the room the entire time cleaning invincible messes. She reminded Lily of her little cousin Dominique as she talked about flowers and her favorite rooms to clean. Lily learned that all of Pippa's family had died when she was young. Pippa and Lily talked about her own past as well. Pippa had been amazed when Lily told her about books.

"Miss Potter knows how to read?"

"Yes, I read all the time at home."

Lily had dressed and followed Pippa as she did her daily chores around Malfoy's suite.

"Would Miss Potter like to have lunch now?"

"Please, Pippa, call me Lily." Lily asked for not the first time.

"But Pippa is to call her Masters and Mistresses by title, Miss Potter."

"Yes, and you call friends by their names."

"Would Lily like to have lunch now?"

Pippa had finished cleaning and said she would be back with Lily's lunch. Instead of disappearing as she had done for the last two weeks, Pippa went through the door. Lily waited to hear the door click shut but it never came. She glanced over to see a small gap between the door and the frame. Her heart sped up. She ran towards the door. It had never budged when she tried it before; this was her chance. The hallway was empty. She didn't know where she was going she just knew that she had to go down. Lily ran until she make it outside to be surrounded by shrubs.

Lily walked through the pathways. She didn't realize how much she had missed the sun, the smell of flowers, or the feeling of a breeze. She was making her ways farther into the garden, when she heard them.

"She couldn't have gotten far."

"Yeah, try telling that to Malfoy. He is going to be pissed when he finds out she got outside with no one knowing."

Lily stood frozen where she was. She glanced over and saw them. Two tall figures dressed in black robes with the silver mask on. She fell to her feet, hidden in the flowers. Had Scorpius returned to the room? How could he have possibly noticed her missing already?

"Let's look over there."

Lily crawled farther into the flower bushes. She felt a branch scratch her cheek.

"I wish Malfoy would let us punish her. She wouldn't misbehave after that." The voices grew closer. Lily hugged her knees to her chest as she looked at the pathway. She could see their boots. She jumped when a hand closed around her wrist. She turned sharply to look at who was holding her.

She was small. Her long platinum curls were pulled back in a ribbon that was barely still in. She wore a green dress with white stockings that were covered in dirt and a hole. She looked up at Lily with a smile; one of her fingers covered her own mouth. Lily hesitantly smiled back at her and brought her own finger up to her own lips. The girl giggled softly.

"She must have gone back inside." One of the men called. Their boots left the pathway. Lily turned back to the little girl.

"You're very pretty." She whispered.

"Thank you—"

"What's your name?" the girl continued.

"Lily."

"That's pretty. Mine is Klare Eve…Evel…" the girl's brow wrinkled together as she tried to say her name. "Klare Evelyn Malfoy."